Roland Garros

To live is to play tennis
With an opponent who never fails
What you throw, he throws back at you
And you have to hit
Why?

Life was the one who invented
This thing called Roland Garros
Since then, man has lived in order
To find his place in the sun
And still hasn't found it

The boxes were opened
The fingers of both hands
Hold the sturdy handles
Of the hesitation bags

The man didn't go to class
Skipped the review
Didn't do the homework
And still wants to preach?

It takes patience to buy
So many roles to sell
To keep my head in place
And forget about my problems